Rollo barked. Torment! And so Ruth discovered him. He had no use for Ann Veronica; he had never had a use for her since she had been too old to sit upon his knee. “You have not seen your sister lately,” he remarked. It had her raven locks, her pouting lips. She was young and bright, little to no make-up except for lip-gloss, long, straight, glossy reddish blonde hair slightly past her shoulders. “It is, if anything, a little above the average,” Brendon admitted. “For Heaven’s sake, no,” she answered quickly. Ruth felt his hand grow cold as it slipped from hers. Afraid, no doubt, he thought grimly, that her other visitor would leave. The only part of his otherwise-interesting countenance, to which one could decidedly object, was the mouth; a feature that, more than any other, is conceived to betray the animal propensities of the possessor.
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